Happy new year! I know, I’m late. But surely we can start a new year any time we like? I actually think that each ‘new year’ really starts on 1 Feb, because January is just a month of pause for me. Do you find yourself in a lovely limbo in January too? Before I reveal…

We’ve all been there. You pick the kids up from school / pre-school / daycare / the floor and race off to swimming, change them into their swimmers (“Just put these ones on… you can wear your favourites next week… they were in the wash… just put them on”), they swim, swim, swim, change out…

Daylight savings starts this weekend and my joy knows no bounds. A later sundown seems the right time to acknowledge the end of the day. Twilight now means the busyness of the day is done (dinner! bath! homework! stuff!) so the winding down of a full day is like the soothing tick-tock of life’s true…

I think we often find ourselves getting so caught up in life’s ‘big things’ that we forget the importance of honouring the everyday. The rituals that shape the ebb and flow of life are generally not the big ones, even though we put enormous effort into planning for graduations, birthdays, weddings, baby showers, Easter, Christmas……